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Ryan -a little later-
after about 3 more shots each, derek took the bottle back downstairs incase skate came in for some.
"i'm not stupid, skate." derek calls as he walks into his room, closing the door.
"what happened?" i ask.
"skate came in as i was getting a water and asked where you were and i said my room. then he told me not to get you drunk or to have sex with you." he says.
"he's too much." i say, throwing my hair in a ponytail
"he just sees you as a sister, ry." he says.
"yea but i'm also, 21. so." i say.
"he just loves you." derek shrugs.
"he dictates too much." derek laughs.
"how?" he asks.
"because he like tells me who i can and can't be with and it has been going on since jill and i were like sophomores in highschool and it's annoying. like okay i get it, i'm like a little sister but still, my god. he's so, just frustrating. and then with Jack. like he didn't want me to be with Jack at all but you saw how that worked out-"
"ryan." i stop and look at derek
"stop talking about Jack." he says. i sigh.
"i'm sorry." i say. he shrugs.
"you needa move on." he says.
"that's easier to say then do." i lay back on his bed. a couple moments pass.
"let me help." he says. i sit where i am for a minute and the prop myself up on my elbows.
"what do you mean?" i ask. he chuckles.
"exactly what i just said." he says. i stars at him for a minute.
"how?" i ask. he gets up from the chair he's in and walks to me. i'm laying down and he's pretty tall so he towering over me a bit. not gonna lie, it gives me butterflies.
"scoot over." he says. a bit of defeat rolls over me. i really thought. i scoot over and he lays next to me, getting comfortable.
"alright. i know i said stop talking about him. but what makes you attached to him?" he asks. i stare at him for a minute
"your gonna listen to me talk about my problems? that's how your gonna help me?" i ask. he nods.
"yea. how else would i?" he asks. i sit there for a moment just watching him. a smirk plays on his lips.
"ryan." he says.
"i'm thinking." i say
"about what?" he asks. i shake my head. i then glance up at the door. it's slightly cracked open. derek follows my gaze.
"if they walk in-"
"then close it." i say. he stares at me with a smile.
"why?" he asks. i watch him for a minute and then finally lean down, kissing him. his hand goes to my cheek, and i almost instantly melt. i pull away and he's smiling. he gets up and walks to the door, pushing it shut and locking it. he then walks back to me and hovers over me. i smile and he leans down to connect our lips again. it gets heated pretty quickly and we're both just pulling clothes off each other.
"you're so beautiful." derek mutters against my lips. i smile and kiss him again.

-45 minutes later-
derek lays next to me, out of breath. i push my hair out of my face, out of breath as well.
"holy shit." he says after a few seconds. i laugh.
"are you okay?" he asks.
"yes i'm okay." i laugh. it was honestly really fun. but like i said, derek doesn't seem like the relationship type. which is confirmed when he begins to speak again.
"you need to get the pill. here." he hands me some money. i tuck it in my shorts that are next to me.
"and i don't know if this could be an often thing-"
"it was a one time thing." i say. it may have helped me forget about Jack temporarily, but not something that will last forever.
"agreed."